This is a song about "Y all ain t got shit on me"

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Bored stiff so ya mock six pox-y / names on the wall.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

But make sure if they do see

While all those ships go tips(y)

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees